Lyrics Hell of a Night - ScHoolboy Q
Get
up
out
your
seat,
you
can
have
my
drink,
let
me
see
you
dance
Get
up
off
your
feet,
you
can
be
my
freak,
let
me
see
you
jam
When
the
sun
falls,
then
the
moon
lights,
might
be
a
hell
of
a
night
Go,
go,
go,
go...
Shit's
real
and
I
just
begun,
so
many
ladies
wanna
share
my
tongue
Uh,
man
this
life
of
mine,
me
in
the
lead
being
pressed
for
time
So
the
bottle
gon'
pop,
then
my
record
gon'
spin
Then
them
hoes
gon'
jock,
ain't
no
telling
how
my
night
might
end
Night
life
in
the
bright
lights,
swagging
hard
in
my
Concords
You
at
the
bottom,
we
the
Top
Dawgs,
we
get
high
as
them
elevators
Take
a
sip
with
me,
now
move
your
hips
with
me,
now
make
it
dip
for
me
Now
will
you
ride
for
me?
Will
you
die
for
me?
Will
you
jump
off
a
cliff
and
hit
the
sky
with
me?
Uh,
ménage
á
troìs,
four
titties,
no
bras
and
no
flaws
You,
me,
and
her
ball
with
no
drawers,
get
high
with
a
God
I
am
no
star
Feeling
good,
all
this
money
on
my
bank
card
10
grand
in
my
pocket,
nigga,
all
ours
Porsche
Panamera,
uh,
yeah,
four
doors
Pedal
to
the
floor,
ain't
that
what
it's
made
for?
I
ain't
minding
if
the
world
stops
Said
I
ain't
minding
if
the
world
stops,
we
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
We
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
So
I'ma
live
it
to
the
top
notch,
so
I'ma
take
it
to
the
top
notch
I
ain't
running
if
the
world
stops
Said
I
ain't
minding
if
the
world
stops,
we
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
We
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
So
I'ma
live
it
to
the
top
notch,
fuck
with
me
Get
up
out
your
seat,
you
can
have
my
drink,
let
me
see
you
dance
Get
up
off
your
feet,
you
can
be
my
freak,
let
me
see
you
jam
When
the
sun
falls,
then
the
moon
lights,
might
be
a
hell
of
a
night
Go,
go,
go,
go...
Uh,
got
the
whole
world
tryna
figure
out
Q
You
can
never
find
a
nigga
do
what
I
do,
TDE,
I'm
the
nigga
from
the
crew
Hit
it
one
time,
now
she
wanting
round
two
Ghetto
chick,
but
I
love
them
bamboos
No
lean,
but
I
chopped
and
screwed
She
want
a
groovy
type,
bucket
hat
dude
Champagne
pop,
I'm
about
that
life,
molly
gon'
pop,
I'm
about
that
life
Backwood
toke,
I'm
about
that
life,
living
good,
might
not
remember
this
night
World
might
end,
so
I'm
living
my
life
Fuck
hanging
out,
I
ain't
tryna
fly
kites
Tryna
go
to
Paris?
Nigga
hit
me
on
the
Skype
Tryna
do
a
show?
Nigga
twenty
for
the
hype
Uh,
don't
touch
me,
bitch,
I'm
famous,
tryna
party
and
bang
my
fingers
Living
large,
I'm
an
entertainer,
so
cold
but
I
come
with
flamers
First
sex,
she
up
in
my
closet,
whips
drawers
while
I
top
deposits
Girl
let
me
see
you
stop
and
pause
it,
fuck
around,
might
pay
your
mortage
I
ain't
minding
if
the
world
stops
Said
I
ain't
minding
if
the
world
stops,
we
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
We
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
So
I'ma
live
it
to
the
top
notch,
so
I'ma
take
it
to
the
top
notch
I
ain't
running
if
the
world
stops
Said
I
ain't
minding
if
the
world
stops,
we
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
We
been
living
up
in
Hell's
shop
So
I'ma
live
it
to
the
top
notch,
fuck
with
me
Get
up
out
your
seat,
you
can
have
my
drink,
let
me
see
you
dance
Get
up
off
your
feet,
you
can
be
my
freak,
let
me
see
you
jam
When
the
sun
falls,
then
the
moon
lights,
might
be
a
hell
of
a
night
Go,
go,
go,
go...
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